I have written about my puppy Jack and my interesting life. (Getting glued to a theater seat certainly is interesting!) Jack, six months old now, is still the smartest pup I've ever met and the most stubborn. He has pretty much stopped chewing on my arms, but he still plays way, way too rough with my Bichons. He actually throws them up in the air then catches them. Not all that much fun for the bichons. Working hard to get his "playfulness" under control. None of the dogs ever try to stop him, even as they get bruised and chewed. He does keep life interesting.
Case in point. Last night I fell asleep on the couch watching TV. Around 5AM Jack decided he needed to go out. Like a good pup he attempted to wake me up. I had left the foot rest up on the couch so he put his front paws on that and began to lick my face. I started to wake up but hadn't moved so he decided to jump onto the footrest. Well, as his weight (around 60 lbs now) landed full on the footrest I suddenly found myself on the floor with a huge leather couch on top of me. Not a wake up method I would recommend! I have knee replacements and they are pretty old, so getting up at best is problematic. Had to lift the couch off me, twist around, but another problem....bare feet on smooth hard wood floors! Ice should be so slippery! My dear family blissfully slept through the crash, my groaning, my calls for help, Jack's startled yelps, my repeated slips and crashes back to the floor. Nevertheless, I am super woman. Made it up, let the sweet pup out and back in, got out the aspirin and went back to bed. Husband looked puzzled in the morning at my hysterical laughter when he asked me if I'd slept well.
Never a dull moment.
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